sea shell

i want to believe that this empty shell has something inside of it. i don't know when it washed up. and it doesn't feel alive. but i want it to feel that way. so it kind of does.

but living things respond to other living things in a particular way. and this shell...it only responds to itself.

it's protecting the absence of life inside. and all i want to do is show this shell that there can be life in there if only it would welcome some wandering thing to make it it's home.

but welcomes are hard and few to come across out here by the salty sea. and even harder to part with once you've found one.


i just wish i could welcome myself...